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A global system announcement shattered reality, trapping everyone in a brutal oceanic survival game. Most players panicked on flimsy wooden rafts, shivering at the shadows of sharks. But Avery was different. She was an elite assassin, and she didn't do "panicked." Starting with nothing but a switchblade, Avery immediately broke the rules of survival. While others scrambled for surface crates, she locked onto a high-tech ovoid submarine and dove straight into the deep, pitch-black abyss. Down there, amidst glowing anomalies and deadly marine monsters, she claimed the ocean floor as her kingdom. Then came Taylor Vance, a brilliant, calculating player who thought he could corner her with a high-stakes, system-bound contract. The scroll promised instant death to whoever broke the peace. He thought he outsmarted her. But as she signed the parchment with a chilling smile, she whispered, "You think you trapped me? Look up." The hunter had just walked into the trap of a master killer. In this sea of blood, who will survive the final dive? ⚓ ******* Chapter 1 A Perfect Start "Pay me another 300 bucks," the diving instructor growled, "or I'll hold you under until you stop moving." Then he shoved Avery Vance's head beneath the surface. Avery struggled on instinct, arms and legs flailing as if she were panicking. Under the water, however, her expression stayed calm, even slightly amused. 'So that's how it is.' The friendly tour guide act was gone the moment they were alone at sea. What was left was a man trying to shake her down. In her mind, the situation was already simple. 'You started it. That makes this self-defense.' One of her hands stopped moving and slipped toward the small dive pouch at her waist. Inside was a switchblade. She pulled it out, flicked it open, and drove it into his abdomen without hesitation. Once. Twice. Three times. Her grip stayed steady the entire time. A faint red cloud spread through the water. Now the instructor was the one thrashing
